Whitemist

THE MAID OF LOCHE

By Laura Mattas

It's the white fog that would fall upon the land that was said to bring it such magic as its inhabitants wielded. The great hills would sparkle in the new morning dew and flowers would grow in the wake of beautiful maidens. But in the fog lied also a great mystery, that of a lone dark horse, whom traveled in its midst, bringing an air of misfortune to all whom so try to tame it. The curse first befell a noble’s son whom had so desperately tried to woo the Maiden of Loche. Secretly she would walk out into the mist every day at first light to see the dark horse frolic and it was after following her into the mist did the young man come to the conclusion that taming such a wild creature would bring about his adoration from the Maid. The next day by the light of a rising sun he and his comrades ventured forth to capture such a beast. As it came running down from the hills he trapped it, and attempted at harnessing it. The great eyes of the creature seemed to glow with an eerie red aura and the once straight black mane of the horse flowed out as smoke black as soot, it seemed to have grow several feet and with a mighty stomp, broke free of its harness, knocking down the three men. Abandoned by his comrades the noble son looked up into it’s eyes and found it to be nothing but fire. He ran through the village his eyes streaming red tears, never again able to see. Shortly thereafter he met a more terrible fate as his blonde hair turned black and his posture turned him to all fours, he grew and grew until he became the dark horse. Bewildered and overcome with fear he dashed into the mist, never to be seen again. But as the mist consumed him out from it came a handsome gentleman whom upon the sight of, the maid burst into tears and embraced. The wedding was attended by all, except the nobleman’s son who some said could be seen, watching from behind the white misted walls, eyes glowing red.

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